I'm so tired of this.
I didn't ask for this curse, this sickness. And it ruins everything. It drives people away, it ruins relationships, it makes inner peace impossible. And the solution? Therapy which may or may not work or drugs. IF you can afford either of these.
And let's talk about the drugs. One poison for another. Either you feel depressed and like killing yourself all day long, or you feel more numbed to that but you have those lovely side effects. Maybe you lose your hair. Maybe you shake so bad you can't hold a pencil. Maybe you gain a shitload of weight. Maybe you lose your sex drive.
So yeah. What kind of torture do you feel like dealing with?
I don't expect not to have bad days, or for life to be perfect. But when it's meaningless hell and the best you can hope for is a different colored meaningless hell...one that costs a lot of money, I might add...
What's the point?
It goes without saying I wish I were dead. It's really hard to have that thought in your head every day of your life.